House In Order, day 7

[cjsmith]

All my pictures from that one trip are in the albums. Still awaiting reprints from Rob.

The problem with getting something done from my To Do list is that my To Do list is infinite. I have absolutely zero motivation to get something ELSE done. It won't make a bit of difference.

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[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

I sympathize with finding it difficult to prioritize. There are things I really really really ought to get done -- things that will embarrass the hell out of me, cost bunches of money, hurt someone, or even endanger me if they're not done. Paying health insurance on time, filing taxes, showing up for a square dance I agreed to call, feeding the cats, and that sort of thing are thus "high priority" in that sense. Then there are smaller "shoulds": pay the credit card bill, pay the cellphone bill, show up at work on time...

All that stuff I'd call High Priority, probably the A1 and A2 stuff. This stuff does get done.

That leaves me with the stuff that I "kinda sorta want done": finish sewing a shirt I started, get some old clothes sorted out and sent to Goodwill, make yet another doctor appointment I know will be useless, replace the shower curtain. None of this is critical in any sense. I could safely postpone it forever and it really wouldn't make much difference.

So I sort of have two priority levels: Things I Actually Do and Things I Can Postpone Safely Until I Die. My infinite To Do list is the latter. I'd be *happier* if I did a huge number of them, but any specific one basically doesn't matter.

It does not help that Things I Actually Do take up a huge proportion of my time and energy. There isn't much LEFT for the rest. Yet I know I'll be happier if I do a bunch of it.